(a)Stranger To Uns'Elf  (A Repudiation of All F'acts)

 
eye jus'canno conceive to believe
      cannot conceive to believe
     can not conceive to believe,
         enough
of every
  thing to float over & above
     a topper
      topping
          mortality, tapping some
timeworn theme worn out of
        sillyAlitteration
              fuckingUp the works
of the house'hold handy trashcom
                           pactor, im
                           pacting neither
                         millions wit
                     traumadreams nor trou
                                      bles
                     the like of which you
                     can see hear quite
                  clearly
           wit an abundance
        of bile,
   of erstwhile
  guile,
that Mama she give t'you as she ran out of things
  to say, as said, she just ran out running
     for nogood reason....ran & gone, gone
                           running
                       for an'other Viceroy
                       cigarette & a stick
                 of Dentyne gum gum gum gum,
             a smoking chaw beyond
       compare,/compared
    as per what? / &
why compare
    anyway ?


           how could you, O! how could You
            hold up Viceroy next't Dentyne
            when yr poor Mama is as dead as
    Mama is?  how      could   You    call
                 a n y o n e
                    to
           consequence
    for a n y thing
so grinding to the bless'ed de'parted's
   reputation?     ------   as-if
                        an imbecilic
                      repudiation of having
                   all this adipose tissue &
                    pubichair       for
                                thee shaving


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